Unknown Father

I read this Poem. And the short story of it. Stopped for a second to relate to this. It's been 9 years and I don't know still who is this man (father). I've been to foster care since I was 13 got out at 17, rebel around and now have a son. Now I'm a father lost and not knowing how to be one, I say this poem made my day. I was looking for portraits to make of me and my son this came up. Point being your not the only one kid. Well live life, forgive never forget that 1 guy (father). Be the one you always look for and dream of. Peace and a hug. Life is longer then time sooner or later you'll get the point.

I was delighted when I heard that my father was been released from jail after 12 years of seeing him occasionally between a glass during the times I went with my mom for a visit. 7 times "I kept counting". Now that my mom passed a year before, having my second parent will somehow fill the space the other left. He didn't, he became a stranger and unknown and to this point "I don't care where and what he is up to... At 25 I still won't care.